He didn't look like he was fine. Meng Hong followed his gaze and saw that Shi Zongxin was talking freely and Jiang Zhiyu also looked very interested. He understood.
"If you feel unwell, go back. We just made up stories. If Zong Xin really had feelings for your sister, he wouldn't have hidden it from you. We've been brothers for many years, and you still don't trust him?"
Yin Qingrui also nodded in agreement.
Seeing that they had misunderstood, Jiang Bojian couldn't find any reasonable excuse, so he could only explain palely: "It's really nothing, probably just tired, just a short rest will be fine. I know exactly what kind of person Zong Xin is, how could I not trust him."
Meng Hong and Yin Qingrui looked at each other, and seeing that he really didn't want to say it, they no longer insisted.
But then I took extra care of him.
The work that should have been done by the children was also taken over by them, including serving tea and water.
Jiang Zhiyu, who was amused by Shi Zongxin, looked up and saw Meng Hong holding a teacup and handing it to his brother.
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
[Hiss, something is wrong. It's absolutely wrong!]
[Good, good, good, good, the future powerful minister and the naive and ignorant prime minister's son! Ahhhh, this is great! ]
“Cough cough cough cough…”
Jiang Bojian choked on a mouthful of tea and said, "..."
Although it sounded fine, he had a hunch that something was wrong.
And who will be the future powerful official? Meng Hong?
Meng Hong was startled by his coughing and patted him on the back. Jiang Bojian stared at Jiang Zhiyu while coughing.
More, more! He's coughing so hard he's almost dying! This is not enough news!
Jiang Zhiyu seemed to know what he was thinking and poured out everything in one go.
[I have to say, my brother's perspective on people is much better than anyone else in the Jiang family. His friends are all genuine and there's no backstabbing involved.]
[These individuals were all exceptional individuals. After their brother's death, they would hold memorial services every year. Later, they discovered the truth behind his death and became single-minded in their pursuit of revenge.]
[Meng Hong even ascended to the position of Grand Tutor, possessing immense power. Unfortunately, he still couldn't match the aura of the protagonist, and during the reforms, he was branded a traitor, his head and body separated, and he will be cursed by future generations forever!]
Jiang Bojian's coughing suddenly stopped.
Yin Qingrui was also miserable. He had offended the Sixth Prince while at the academy. After the Sixth Prince ascended the throne, he sent him to garrison in a remote and impoverished area. Whenever he made a slight improvement, it was destroyed by the Sixth Prince's men. Then, during natural disasters, droughts, and famines, he was completely devoured by the victims!
Continuous information flooded into Jiang Bojian's mind. He looked up blankly at the anxious faces of his friends. In a trance, those faces seemed to have turned into white bones.
Jiang Bojian's lips trembled slightly and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
It was all for revenge for himself that his friends ended up like that!
He must, he must find a way!
[Why are they all so miserable? But it doesn't matter, I'm here! These things will never happen again!]
Hearing this, Jiang Bojian felt relieved, his vision went dark, and he fell forward.
Before his consciousness completely dissipated, he seemed to hear a sentence:
[What's going on? I'm still feeling seasick!]
…
In Chunhua Pavilion, Song Shiwei was lying on the bed, and a maid was changing her dressing.
Yesterday, she was carried back covered in blood. Xu Youran just glanced at her, asked the maid to call the palace doctor, and never showed up again.
The old lady and Jiang Zhaorong, who said they wanted to treat her as their own daughter and granddaughter, never even looked at her.
All the maids in the courtyard were replaced, Yunshu was beaten to death, and there was no one left who could speak.
She bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of hatred.
The maid changed the medicine very quietly. The court doctor said that the young lady was injured and emotionally unstable. Naturally, she didn't dare to say much, for fear of making any mistakes. Even when she left, she slowed down her movements, bowed, and retreated quietly.
Jiang Zhiyu! It's all because of her! I've ended up like this!
It was just a lucky birth! If her biological father hadn't died, who knows who would have been the Prime Minister?! It was clearly her family that had usurped the throne, and all of this should have belonged to her!
The smell of blood brought her back to her senses, and Song Shiwei's eyes trembled slightly.
Even if Jiang Kangan was cured, how could a paraplegic who had been bedridden for so many years be able to walk so quickly? He must have been in a wheelchair at the Mid-Autumn Banquet. Since Yan Li wanted to kill him, I might as well add fuel to the fire and drag Jiang Zhiyu in as well!
The banquet was packed with distinguished guests, including royal relatives. But right in front of them, they discovered the scandal of incest between the eldest son of the prime minister's family and the third daughter. That scene must have been very interesting!
If Jiang Kangan dies again, the scandal will be a done deal. She doesn't believe that rumors can kill people. By then, even if Jiang Zhiyu doesn't die, she will still dare to appear in public!
…
The sky is as blue as a mirror, white clouds are floating leisurely, and the shadows of the clouds are reflected vertically in the water. A gentle breeze blows, and layers of tiny ripples are rippling on the mirror-like surface of the water.
In the middle of the lake, an exquisite pleasure boat swayed along with the current. Jiang Bojian opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling a sense of comfort.
"Are you awake? You've already reached heaven."
Meng Hong saw him stand up out of the corner of his eye, walked up to him, put his arms around his neck, and smiled heartily.
"Heaven? Where is it?"
Meng Hong had just heard this from Jiang Zhiyu, and casually used it to tease him: "It's the place where good people go after they die..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw two lines of tears falling from Jiang Bojian's eyes.
He panicked: "What's wrong with you? I just learned it to scare you, you are still alive and well!"
He thought Jiang Bojian was frightened by death, but he didn't know that Jiang Bojian was thinking that he had failed to protect them.
Jiang Bojian usually has a bad temper and only controls his emotions in front of them, but this is the first time he has cried.
Several other people also came over.
"Sister, what happened to Bai Jian? Is he in a nightmare?"
Yin Qingrui stood beside Jiang Zhiyu, his tone worried.
"Nothing, just a little seasickness, fatigue, and emotional fluctuations."
Jiang Zhiyu took out a small cat purse and took out a pill from it.
"Eat it and you'll be fine."
Jiang Bojian took it and swallowed it with water.
After a while, the dizziness that had accompanied him since he got on the boat suddenly disappeared, and his face gradually became rosy.
The three of them were amazed.
Shi Zongxin: "We were terrified when you suddenly fainted just now. There was no doctor on the pleasure boat. Luckily, your sister caught you in time and said you were fine. We were relieved then."
Yin Qingrui: "No wonder you look so unhappy every time you go rafting. I thought something had offended you."
Meng Hong: "Thanks to my sister, your medical skills are so superb that even the Imperial Hospital cannot compare to yours."
It was obviously a compliment, but Jiang Zhiyu appreciated it very much.
After all: [Who can resist a bunch of young hunks calling you sister?!]
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